Who am I? It’s a question that I have tried to answer all of my life. Maybe it is because I didn’t have a daddy. Or the fact that I was the only black person in my family and no one would explain why.<\/p>\n
Who am I? Sometimes it feels like I’m the only one who doesn’t know. Others look at me and it seems so obvious to them. Honestly, though, I still trying to figure out what I do and why I do it? Maybe this is on my mind because I just turned 38. Barring an early heart attack or accident, I just passed the half way point of my life…I feel like I should have an answer to the question…<\/p>\n
Who am I? I don’t know. But I know the One I am called too and called to serve.<\/p>\n
Who am I? Why does it matter? <\/p>\n
I AM GOD’S!<\/span><\/p>\n Any definition of myself that does not begin and end with that is inadequate. Perhaps the more important quesiton is, "Who is God?"<\/p>\n I’m glad heaven is forever…that one’s going to take a while!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Who am I? It’s a question that I have tried to answer all of my life. Maybe it is because I didn’t have a daddy. Or the fact that I was the only black person in my family and no one would explain why. Who am I? Sometimes it feels like I’m the only one…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":79,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-310","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-misc"],"yoast_head":"\n